Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and he perpetually has his longsword ready. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 13000 cp.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He is portly but not overly obese. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 61. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 900 gp. Violet garnet (1200 gp). Jasper (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Jacinth (2000 gp). Jasper (80 gp). Black star sapphire (1200 gp).

Description: He has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his green robe, and he perpetually has his longsword ready. He wears his white fur down. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Edge is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Edge took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Edge fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Oppleby was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Oppleby fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 320 pp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is portly but not overly obese. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. His white eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Modean was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Masseuse. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.